sometimes like now i worry about myself i just got back from cambodia and the first thing i did after switching on the computer was to play spider solitaire and the next thing i did was to massacre these photos of gladys niran and damo (all donning damo's fashionable glasses) with picnik and reminisce about the night before results where we stayed out till about four am around railmall playing bridge eating lotsa laksa and pretending to be cars on the empty roads. i should probably go do something sensible now like bathe and pack my luggage but here is another shittily edited photo of my doddy eating copious amounts of ice cream (we had a food fest after he picked me up from the airport and i lunged into his arms like a five year old)